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By: worthy stories
Episode:15
Alessandro
Athena Escarra was standing in front of me in nothing but the light pink lace bra and P@ŋtîēṣ that I liked so much.
She is the definition of perfect.
The way her Břě@šť sit so perfectly, how her hips curve, that beautiful @zz of hers, and most of all that fuÇ0çƙing face that needs to be on Vogue.
I love everything about her, from her light birthmark that sits on her @zz to the stretch marks on Břě@šť, @zz, and hips.
“I want you to f-__-k me. Just for tonight, I’m not Mrs. Escarra, I’m not Oliver’s, I’m not married. I’m yours. Just for tonight.”
I didn’t waste anytime in picking her up by her thighs and wrapping her legs around my waist.
Those sweet cherry lips melted on mine and she pulled me closer to her by my neck.
I’ve been craving this woman the moment she stepped out of my penthouse and I wasn’t going to waste a single moment I have with her.
She reached between us, putting her hand in my sweatpants, and started stroking my Ç0çƙ.
She moved quick and I th-ru_sted into her hand. Just her hands could push me over the edge.
She pulled my dic*k out and moved her P@ŋtîēṣ to the side. “In. Now.” She demanded and I smiled into the kiss.
“Not yet, love.” She whined when I set her back down on the ground, making me chuckle as I tucked my Ďïčk back in my sweats.
I pecked her lips then kissed along her jawline and neck, leaving as many marks as possible. I ripped her bra off and was amazed by the way her Břě@šťs bounced at the action.
I captured one in mouth and massaged the other, emitting a Mõ@ɲ from her pretty lips.
Her Břě@šťs even tasted like cherries and it made me grow hungrier for her. I repeated the action before kissing along her stomach and down to her P@ŋtîēṣ.
I looked up at her with dark eyes and she looked back down at me with the same lustful look, waiting for my next move.
I brought her thigh up to my shoulder, now being on my knees, and placed hickey’s all over the fat flesh.
I set that thigh down and repeated the same action with the other before slowly sliding her P@ŋtîēṣ down.
Her wet pink Çüñť was on full display for mine and my eyes only. I kissed around it then brushed the tip of my tongue along her c*lit. “Stop teasing.”
“I’m not teasing. I’m savoring.” I did it again then, finally, placed my mouth around her cl*it.
She let out the most beautiful sound and moved her hand to my hair.
I kept my eyes on her as I ate her at a teasingly slow pace.
Athena’s eyes were closed, her head to the side, and her hands tugging at my hair.
It was the segzist sight I’d ever seen and will ever see. I sucked at her c*lit faster and rougher and put two fingers in her hole.
I suck*ed at her pretty cli*t, Mõ@ɲing at her taste and closing my eyes.
My fingers moved in and out of her at medium pace, not too fast but not too slow, as I pleased her dripping Çüñť.
“S- Sandro… oh fu*ck…” She arched her back from the wall and started moving her hips. “I- I want you inside me.
Please.” I moved my fingers at a quicker pace before putting in another and stretching her tight little hole out.
Her pu**sy tasted like a foreign fruit that could only be tasted be the riches. It was so f-__-k*ing addicting and I could never get enough of tasting her.
Her Çüñť tightened around my fingers and she moved her hips quicker, still shoving my face into her.
I groaned against her and she let out a whimper as she bit her lip. “I- I’m close. Oh fu*ck, I’m so close.”
I curled my fingers and bit softly at her ćƖĩť. She climaxed all over my mouth and hands and I couldn’t have it any other way.
I swallowed every bit of her juices and continued to suck at her sensitive ćƖĩť even after she finished.
She tried pushing me away but it only made me grip on her hip more.
Her body shook as she came on me again, almost as hard as her first 0rg@zm. I made a line of kisses up her body until I reached her lips.
Athena Mõ@ɲed at the taste of herself on my tongue.
I wrapped her legs around my waist and I could feel the eagerness radiating off of her as we walked to my bedroom. The kiss never stopped even as I laid her on my bed and slid my sweatpants off.
When I felt her lips stop moving against mine, I opened my eyes and saw her staring at my Ç0çƙ.
“Don’t worry, baby.” I tilted her head up so I could see those beautiful brown eyes.
“You got… bigger.”
I chuckled, “It’ll fit. Just spread your legs for me.” She opened her legs but not far enough so I pushed them open a bit more.
She looked extremely nervous.
I kissed her again and she melted into it swiftly. I moved my Ç0çƙ up and down her hot Çüñť and she Mõ@ɲed into the kiss. “Are you in yet?”
“No.”
“What-?” Just as she broke the kiss I shoved my Ç0çƙ balls deep and she screamed so f-__-king loud.
I groaned, almost cumming on the spot, at the feeling of me inside of her.
Her eyes were closed and she gripped at my arms. Her walls felt so tight and hot around my Ç0çƙ it took everything in me not come.
“I’m going to move now, is that okay?” She nodded, her eyes still closed and her nails still digging into my skin.
I started off slow so she’d get used to my size but once I felt her muscles relax I sped up.
My hands were beside her head, her hands roaming all over my chest and her legs wrapped around my waist. ”
Harder. Please go harder.” I did what she wanted and my head fell back at the sound of her Mõ@ɲs.
She was so wet I could hear it every time I pounded into her sweet Çüñť.
It was because of me she was feeling all of this. It was because of she was about to come for the third time tonight.
It was because of me her eyes would be rolling in the back of her head tonight.
Her husband was a fool to treat her the way he does. This goddess of a woman needed to be treated just like a goddess.
Her Mõ@ɲing brought me back to reality and I bent down, kissing on her neck.
“Your doing such a good job, baby.” I whispered in her ear and she whimpered, turning her head away. I sucked and bit at her neck and shoulder.
I sat back up, my head fell back and I looked up at the ceiling.
Stifling out a Mõ@ɲ, I th-ru_sted further into her and hit her g-spot, making her cry out.
My balls were smacking against her as I f-__-ked her speechless. Her eyes had gotten watery and as a few tears slipped I bent down and kissed them.
“You look so beautiful under me.” I bent back down and whispered praising words into her ear.
She clawed at my back and her Mõ@ɲs grew louder as she tightened around me. I groaned in her ear, picking up my pace. “Mierda Sandro…” Athena speaking Spanish sounded so f-__-king segzy.
Her accent, the way it slowly slipped off her tongue.
I was the cause of that. Not her husband.
Her mouth fell agape and she threw her head back as her 0rg@zm approached. “Hold it.” She protested, as her legs started shaking with the increased speed of my th-ru_sts.
I pushed myself further into her and once I found my spot I kept th-ru_sting into it repeatedly.
“I c- can’t. Oh God, I can’t, please.” I kissed her chin before going down to her Břě@šť and sucking and biting at the Ɲīpplë.
Her nails drew marks along my back and her legs shook around my waist.
“Fuc*k.” I mumbled under my breath at the sight of her beautiful Břě@šťs jumping with each of my th-ru_st. She looked stunning. A work of art.
“Come. Come around my Ç0çƙ, butterfly.” She bit down onto my shoulder, her legs closing tightly around me, and screamed as her 0rg@zm washed over her.
I continued to pound into her as she 0rg@zmed, overwhelming all of her senses.
Even with her legs tightly closed around me they shook vigorously and her scream wasn’t all to muffled, no matter how hard she bit into my shoulder. She came all over my Ç0çƙ and was panting, fighting for breath, as I continued to th-ru_st into her. “S- stop. I’m gonna c- come again.”
“One more time. Come for me one more time.” Her toes curled, her nails dug deep, her back arched and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her legs shook harder and she held onto me for dear life as she came. I had the most beautiful woman under me, cumming around my Ďïčk and I f-__-king loved it. Wh@ťěver Oliver did, I’m glad he did it.
I followed after her, pulling out and coming on her stomach. Her eyes were closed and she still had her arms and legs wrapped around me. “That was f-__-king amazing.” I chuckled and placed a kiss to her lips.
“Bath or shower?” I said as I slowly slid out of her. She winced a bit.
“Bath. My legs feel like they could fall off at any minute.” She laughed, a sound I wish I could hear for the rest of my life.
I kissed her forehead before going to the bathroom and turning on the water in the oval bathtub.
Athena was extraordinary. She was astounding, unique, sensational. She was a woman men could only dream of so her being married to Olivia will always be a confusing thing to me.
She deserves someone better. Someone whose willing to spend time with her without her having to ask or beg.
Someone who supports her in everything and anything she does. Oliver isn’t that someone.
He’s a boy. He can’t handle all that Athena brings with her and he never will be able to.
Athena is to much for an immature and insecure boy like him.
She could do so much better than him and I know she knows it.
I heard her grimacing in the room and smiled at it. She was hurting from the pleasure I had given her, I’d take care of her, of course, and make sure she was okay before we went to bed.
“Let me carry you.” She didn’t have time to protest before I lifted her into my arms bridal style.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, setting her head on my chest. I set her in first before getting in behind her.
“Are you tired?” She asked.
“Are you asking for another round?”
She laughed, “I’m way to sore right now. You don’t have to stay up with me. It’s fine I’ll understand.”
Dumb man, I thought to myself. I wrapped my arms around her and brought her back closer to my chest.
“I’ll stay up for as long as you need me to. I don’t want you to think about Oliver or talk about him while your here with me, okay?”
She nodded, leaning her head back to look up at me with a gorgeous smile. “Words.”
“Okay.” I kissed her luscious lips for a moment. “Serene is going to have a blast when she hears about this.”
She laughs at herself as her fingers skim the water.
“You talk about her a lot.” I set my chin in her hair and watched as she played with the water.
“I grew up with her. She means a lot to me.”
“You know,” I started, “I don’t know much about you.”
I saw a smile form on her lips. “What would you like to know?”
“Favorite childhood memories?” I asked.
She sat quiet for a minute, continued to play with the water.
“I don’t have a lot. But there’s one where we were in New York at the time and we were walking around.
I wanted to jump over the water that sprayed up but I was to small so my dad picked me up, I acted as if I was flying and he’d bring me up over them.
One of the best times I had with him.”
Her face was sadder now. Fu*ck, Alessandro your such an idiot. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up anything hurtful.”
“No, no it’s okay. Have more questions?”
“Do you write?” At this point I was just asking random questions to hear her speak. I just wanted to hear her voice for as long as possible.
“I used to write poems. They were representations of things I couldn’t say aloud to anyone as a child.”
“Can you remember any?” She laid her head back on my chest.
“I think I named it something like Escape.” She took a deep breath before starting. “I wanna run.
Run as far as possible. Away from the reality I live in. But I can’t. No matter what life is always there, caging me in. So, instead, I sleep.
The only escape I’ll ever truly have forever. An escape that will never leave me. A place where I can dream.”
I stared down at the woman who played with her hair.
That poem alone explained to me a lot of her childhood, why she didn’t have many favorite childhood memories. “It’s beautiful. What does it mean?”
“How do you know it means something?”
“Because everything has a meaning. A poem especially.
Poetry can stir a lot of emotions in someone and the way you wrote tells me it has a strong meaning behind it.”
“Going into the depth of poetry are we?”
“Only if you allow it.”
“At thirteen, I thought I didn’t have a reason to be mad at my parents.
They gave me food, clothes, a roof over my head. They didn’t have to do any of that but they did. But as I got older, I noticed how toxic my family was.
The constant bickering and fighting… it was a lot.
“I felt like if I was mad at them I was ungrateful. They made it seem like it was my brother and I’d fault that the family was in debt.
They’d say things like ‘if we hadn’t bought you that new phone you wanted we’d have money to get the things you need’ or ‘you children are so expensive’.
I grew up reading and so I started writing. It was my way of seeing the world, through literature.
It was how I moved from my toxic world to the happy one where I was with someone I loved. I was happy.”
She stopped and looked up at me. “I’ve never talked to anyone about this but Serene. Don’t tell anyone how emotional I am.”
All I could do was turn her head and place my lips against her soft, plump ones.
“You didn’t deserve to go through that. I wrote poetry too.” She looked up at me with furrowed brows and I nodded. “Yep. Like you, it allowed me to communicate with different parts of myself on personal levels.”
She smiled, and no not the small smile but a big one. “I’m glad someone else gets it.” She laid her head back on my chest. “Anything else?”
“Did you always want to be a lawyer?”
“Oh God yes. Ever since I was a kid I’d watch my mom on TV putting away all the bad people and I wanted to do that same thing. It looked fun… challenging.”
I played with her soft hair, “Do you plan on being a lawyer forever?”
“As long as possible.” I hummed in response in response and continued to play with her hair.
She took on of my hands and started fiddling with the rings as we fell into a comfortable silence.
“One condiment for the rest of your life, go.” I smiled and started to think.
“Relish.” She looked at me with the most disgusted look ever and I laughed at it.
“Ew! That’s so nasty. I would never go near that disgusting-” She made a fake puking noise and rolled her eyes at me. “You could’ve chosen honey mustard.”
“Yeah, that’s disgusting.”
“Your disgusting.”
“Relish is a supreme condiment.”
“No, honey mustard is way better. How many people do you know would pick Relish over Honey Mustard?” I was quiet. “Exactly.”
I chuckled as she interlocked our hands, hers significantly smaller than mine. “Being a lawyer comes easy to you.”
“No, Honey Mustard is clearly just the smarter choice.” I brought her hand to my lips and pressed a kiss to her soft skin. “I have the big and bad CEO acting like a romantic.”
I chuckled and rolled my eyes, “Only for you, my love. Only for you.”
After washing our sins away we got out and went to my closet. I pulled on my boxers and pair of sweatpants that hung very low on my waist.
Athena dropped her towel and grabbed one of my black dress shirts.
I walked out and threw her towel in the hamper. As I was walking back into the bedroom she was as well and was buttoning up one more button.
The shirt fell all the way down to right below her knees and she look stunning in my clothes.
My eyes fell down to the marks on her neck and legs and I smirked. “Stop being nasty.”
“I can’t help it. You look overly beautiful with my marks on you.”
She laughed and got. under the dark grey comforter. We were facing each other, just staring into the others eyes.
Athena Escarra had to be the most beautiful woman on this planet. Her nose, cheeks, ears, brows, smile, hands, legs, body, hair, eyes, lips, everything.
I was obsessed with everything about her. She was absolutely magnificent.
The way she’d smile at the smallest things I did.
The way she’d bite down on the inside of her bottom lip.
How, when she was sleeping, she’d scoot closer to me as if she wanted to be as close as possible.
How her eyes would shine in the sun.
“Your eyes are really pretty.” She said, I had just now noticed her hand was on my face and her thumb was moving back and forth.
“Not as pretty as yours.” She smiled moving her face so that our lips would be closer.
Athena initiating the kiss made me want her again. My hand was on her hip and hers was tangled in my hair.
The kiss was slow but still rough and hard. I let her take over it again; I enjoyed the way she took control, it turned me on.
She Mõ@ɲed when I pulled her lip between my teeth. I could tell she was aroused when she moved my hand to her @zz.
We kissed for what felt like hours before she finally pulled away, her cheeks pink. “Can we… uh..”
“Can we what?” I pulled her hair behind her ear. She looked down pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Athena, you can ask me anything, okay?”
“Can we c- cuddle?” I smiled down at her; she had her eyes closed and head down, waiting for me to reject her.
“I’m not really a big fan of cuddling.” I said, still looking down at her.
“Oh.”
“Do you want to cuddle?” She nodded slowly and I wrapped my arms around her small body.
Oliver was one dumb man to let a woman like this go.
Athena was the dream woman of any smart man’s dream.
She was intelligent in every aspect of life, had her entire future planned, she gave so much love and only asked for the bare minimum, she was gorgeous in every way.
Everything about her was astonishing and I wanted to learn more.
“Good night, butterfly.”
“Goodnight, Sandro.” I kissed her hair, she snuggled closer, and I tightened my arms around her.
I fell asleep with the image of her face and beautiful smile on my mind. Athena was mine.
TBC ?